#jaehee

as you put your tray down on the table, all of jaehee’s friends watched you with sharp eyes. “hey,” you smiled at jaehee, scooting into the bench. “sorry- is it okay if i sit here?” you realized that you had basically invited yourself to their table, not knowing a single one of them. 

you noticed how his cheeks turned a slight hue of red while you spoke to him, biting your cheek to keep yourself from giggling. 

“y-yeah, it’s fine.” the corners of his lips tugged up back at you. 

the rest of lunch was spent in silence, quiet stares at one another, and the occasional “sorry” when jaehee would accidentally bump knees with you. once the bell rang, you all separated into your classes, leaving you and jaehee alone, walking to class together. 

“i don’t get why so many people think you’re weird,” you said, breaking the piercing silence. “i never understood it. you’re really nice, jaehee.” 

he hesitated to respond, unsure of what to say. “thanks, y/n.” his voice was sheepish, hand rubbing the back of his neck. “you’re really nice, too.” 

after your small interaction, you and jaehee started to hang out more – he even started to help you with work you didn’t understand. you decided to invite over to your house so he could help you with some of your coursework and maybe watch a movie, too. 

the second the clock ticked to 4:30pm, your phone buzzed with jaehee’s profile picture popping up. 

hey, i’m outside :) 

okayyy i’m coming 

you unlocked the door, letting jaehee into your dorm and apologizing for the mess. 

“sorry, i’ve been busy and haven’t had time to clean up.” you looked at the couch behind you that was littered with papers. but he didn’t respond. he was frozen on the spot, ears turned completely red. “are you okay?” 

he finally snapped out of his trance, blinking back into reality. “o-oh, sorry. i’m fine.” his tone was awkward, a nervous laugh slipping out. “should we start working?” he asked, cutting the topic off short. 

for the rest of the hangout, he seemed oddly awkward. you thought that you two were over that hurdle, comfortable enough to hang out on your own, but today, he just seemed on edge. you could be asking him a question about how to write something, or how to format it, and he would be staring at you in a trance, at a loss for what to say. 

it didn’t make any sense… until you caught him. 

both of you were sitting on your bed, supposedly focused on your coursework. “so, do i write it like this? or do i make this a separate part?” you kept your eyes on your laptop’s screen but jaehee wasn’t answering you again. uncertain of why he wasn’t responding, you looked to your side, ending up face to face with him. 

you followed his line of vision, which ended up on your chest. he was staring at your chest. 

“hey,” you snapped your fingers. “my eyes are up here, jaehee.” 

blood immediately rushed to his face. “i’m sorry, y/n, i didn’t mean to!” he buried his face into the palms of his hands, hiding himself from your confrontation. 

but you couldn’t blame him. your shirt was cut low and it barely held your chest, your tits basically spilling out of your shirt. 

while he was trying to hide his embarrassment, you laughed at his reaction, smiling at how ashamed he was. “it’s fine, jaehee.” you peeled his hands away from his face, which was painted completely red. though when it came to him, it wasn’t fine whatsoever. as much as you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t help but notice the way his dick strained against his sweatpants. 

“you’re hard from looking at my tits?” you purred, placing a hand on jaehee’s thigh. “maybe you are a loser.” 

jaehee looked down to his pants which had a huge tent in it. “don’t look…” he used his hands to cover himself, but you already decided to help him with it. 

“take your pants off.” however, it seemed like jaehee didn’t hear you. “pup, take your pants off.” you tilted his chin up, holding his head to look at you with your fingers. 

he slowly got up and tugged his pants down to his ankles, leaving him in his boxers. the way he was sitting like an obedient puppy, the way he was looking at you with glossed eyes, it made you hungry to hear his whimpers as you grinded your core against him. 

you clicked your tongue, you run your hand over his thigh, watching as his bulge grew. “take everything off, jae.” he steadily started getting more obedient, following your instructions quicker this time. his cock instantly slipped out of his boxers, slapping against his abdomen. he let out a sharp breath as the cold air hit him, feeling small as you looked down at him. 

“stay still,” you pulled your shorts down and positioned yourself over jaehee’s cock, your knees on both sides of him, holding on his shoulders to stabilize yourself while you lined yourself up with him. his cock stretched you out as you sunk down on him, drawing a soft moan out of you as he dug deep in your pussy. 

“fuuuck, jae. you’re so big.” you threw your head back in pleasure, arching your back into him. “just hold onto my waist, okay? tell me if it’s too much.” 

keeping your pace steady, you moved up and down on his cock, hands wrapped behind his neck. “mngh- so fucking good, pup. filling me up so well.” you continued riding jaehee until his moans got more frequent, telling you he was close. 

you dismounted from jaehee’s lap, pulling his cock out from your pussy, deciding to suck him off instead. 

“come sit on the edge.” you patted the space on your bed, positioning yourself on the ground, kneeling between his legs. your mouth worked around his tip, swirling your tongue along his slit. 

“mmph! feels s’good.” he leaned back on his elbows, shutting his eyes as you took his whole length in your mouth. “fuck, i’m gonna cum, y/n-” without another word, you mouth filled his with load, shooting down your throat. 

once you had swallowed all of him, you got up from the ground, sitting beside jaehee who was panting, his chest quickly rising and dropping. his arms wrapped around you hesitantly, as if he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to. but you leaned into his body, giving him more confidence to hold you properly. 

“did so good for me, pup.” you held his face with one hand, pressing a kiss to his face, while the other tangled in his hair. “thanks, jae.” 

his face was flushed, barely comprehending what you were saying. “y-yeah…” 

“c’mon, let’s go shower, baby.” your hands slid from his face down to his abdomen, tracing faint lines over his abs, leaving him all shy under your touch. 

but he couldn’t say anything, all he could think about was how good you felt around him. he eagerly nodded, letting you pull him to the bathroom. 

by the time you and jaehee had finished showering, you had gotten tired, ready to take a nap. but it seemed like jaehee was still thinking about helping you finish your work. 

“so… do you still need help with your coursework?” he asked timidly. 

you chuckled at his nervousness, shaking your head. “it’s fine, i wanna go to sleep.” you extended your arms out to him, signalling him to come closer. “c’mere, you’re warm.” 

oral fixation: he catches on quick, noticing how your lips linger on straws, how you bite pens, how you suck on your fingers just a second too long. “you just like having something in your mouth, huh?” next thing you know, his cock is halfway down your throat, one hand wrapped in your hair while the other strokes your cheek. he groans when you gag around him and pulls you off just to see the spit stretch between your lips. “so pretty like this. wanna keep you full all the time.”

weight gain: sion’s obsession with your thighs gets worse. every time you sit in his lap now, he squeezes at the extra softness like it drives him crazy. “you’ve been eating good, baby.” it’s all praise, not a single complaint. he buries his face in your chest, groans into your belly, whispers “wanna fuck you on the kitchen counter. prove to you just how much i love this new weight.”

fat ass: can’t keep his eyes off you. touches you even when you’re just walking past. “you know what that does to me, right?” slaps your ass hard enough to make it jiggle and presses his hard-on against you from behind. bends you over and fucks you so deep he moans your name into your spine. “you were made for this- fuck, for me. look at the way you bounce, you hear that?”

big boobs: always has his face in them. uses your tits as his personal pillow, motorboats you like a menace, and groans every time you wear anything remotely low-cut. “lemme fuck them. just once.” ends up cumming all over your chest while he pants against your throat. cleans it up with his tongue like he’s starving. “swear they’re getting bigger. or maybe i’m just more obsessed every time.”

yushi:

oral fixation: smirks the second he notices how often your lips part around him. you lick things too slow, suck lollipops too deep, and he loves it. “you’re always looking for something to suck, huh? come here.” fucks your mouth lazy, thumb stroking your bottom lip between thrusts. “such a cute little mouth, can’t believe it’s all mine.” he’ll cum in your mouth and beg you to swallow, watching your throat move with a groan.

weight gain: praises every curve, every new softness. wraps his arms around your belly and hums against your skin. “you’ve been growing for me, haven’t you?” he lays you on your side and fucks you slow, groaning when your thighs slap against his hips. “don’t cover up. let me see all of it. let me fuck you right.”

fat ass: he’s obsessed. can’t stop touching, slapping, grinding against it. loves watching you walk away in tight shorts just so he can hiss “fuck, come back here.” bends you over the armrest and fucks you so rough the couch squeaks. grips your ass like handles and spreads you open to watch himself go in and out. “this ass is mine, you hear me? nobody else gets to see it bounce like this.”

big boobs: they’re his favorite place to finish. he’ll fuck you slow and kiss all over your chest, fingers pinching your nipples while he whispers, “they’re so soft… perfect to hold. perfect to ruin.” ends up fucking your tits between rounds, cock sliding through the valley while you spit on it and stroke him. he finishes all over you and moans, “made just for me.”

jaehee:

oral fixation: jaehee’s usually shy but he melts when you show how much you love having your mouth full. he watches you suck on his fingers like you’re starved, cheeks hollow, tongue greedy. “you like this?” he gets bold real quick, voice dropping when you gag around his cock. “fuck, i didn’t know you could get this messy.” praises your mouth while holding your chin, cum dripping down your tongue.

weight gain: blushes like crazy but can’t stop touching you. especially your stomach. loves when you ride him and he can squeeze your waist, eyes locked on the jiggle. “you feel so good like this. i mean it- so soft, so warm.” presses his forehead to your chest and ruts up into you slow. “don’t change. please. you’re perfect just like this.”

fat ass: he’s shy until he isn’t. the moment he realizes just how soft and thick you are back there, he starts dreaming about it. grips your hips when you grind on him and groans when your ass presses into his lap. eventually breaks and says, “i wanna see it. wanna fuck it. please, let me.” takes you from behind and whines every time it bounces, fingernails digging into your skin.

big boobs: straight-up motorboats you like it’s the only thing on his bucket list. absolutely obsessed. “i could live right here.” he groans when you let him fuck your tits, holding them together while he thrusts between them, cock shiny from your spit. finishes on your chest, panting, then immediately starts kissing all over them again like he can’t stop. “they’re so big now. i love them. i love you.”

riku:

oral fixation: once he notices you like sucking things, his brain just breaks. literally has to adjust himself when you lick a popsicle. “you really like using your mouth, huh? wanna use it on me?” ends up sitting back while you suck his cock between your lips, messy and eager. moans so loud when you make eye contact. “fuck. yeah, that’s it. you were made for this.”

weight gain: riku doesn’t even try to hide how much he loves it. buries his face in your thighs and groans like he’s in heaven. “you’ve been gettin’ softer… you feel so fuckin’ good now.” gets you underneath him, presses his whole body to yours, and fucks you slow. “don’t even think about losing it. this weight? this softness? it’s driving me insane.”

fat ass: grabs it all the time. lifts it, smacks it, spreads it wide while you moan into the couch cushions. “you know what this thing does to me? i can’t stop staring.” obsessed with the sound it makes when he fucks you hard. “bounce it for me. yeah- like that, like that. fuck, baby, that’s it.” he loses his mind when you ride him and lean forward, watching your ass bounce while he fucks up into you like a man possessed.

big boobs: “you know how long i’ve been wanting to touch these?” he’s not even shy about it. palms them rough, sucks your nipples like he’s trying to drink from them, groans every time they jiggle. “let me fuck them. please...” he cums all over your chest then kisses his mess like he’s proud. calls you his dream girl every time. “you’re too sexy like this. you’re gonna kill me.”